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queezy_the_gangster – milkshake (sexy time remix) lyrics

[intro: locked+nkee]
gang

[verse 1: locked+nkee]
got a big ass glock no safety
had to get it cause n+ggas be tryna play me
take that pill i ain’t ready for a baby
i been going crazy
don’t think you can save
had to move different ’cause n+ggas acting fake and shady
big booty b+tch gon’ shake it (ah)
sit on my d+ck tryna break it (uh)
i throw some cash and that b+tch gonna rake it (ah)
he flex some cash on the net imma take it (ah)
they see some cash and they switch, faking, huh (ah)
locked+nkee has awakened
that n+gga a pig, he get burned, bacon, huh
f+ck it let’s get it shaking
beam to his head and that n+gga just fainted
woah
[verse 2: locked+nkee]
back on the regular beat
best d+ck of her life this ain’t regular meat
you want smoke with me? this ain’t regular beef
blue and green lights b+tch these ain’t regular beams
how you bad at this sh+t and you talk like you g.o.a.t.+ed
i’m the real g.o.a.t. so you should keep that noted
b+tch
how you my mans and you folded?
you mad that my pockets stay loaded
f+ck your opinion i don’t give a f+ck what you told them
i really do live what i write so i wrote it, uh
never dealt with all the trolling
just f+ck on your b+tch tell her pass me the trojan
sick of this sh+t pass the gas imma roll it
tinted my whips ’cause the cops stay patrolling, uh
i f+ck a b+tch on some dumb sh+t
big choppa dump sh+t i make a n+gga run quick, uh
kee known to turn up the function
i started rapping know i’m onto something
he started capping that n+gga a snake
i don’t know a josh but i do know a drac (drake)
f+ck on his b+tch tell her get out my face
i’m dropping an ep sorry ’bout the wait
k!lling these beats so she tell me i ate
i ran up my numbers they tell me i’m great
[verse 3: queezy_the_gangster]
she sat on my d+ck tried to break it
wants me to last, b+tch, i ain’t gonna make it
p+ssy in my face, babe, let daddy taste it
you say it’s mine as if i’m the one made it
1 month with my fingers, babygirl, daddy waited
throw you on the bed, baby, you already naked
depression music now i’m back on the hype sh+t
i dissed a toothpick he angrily typing
he cry like a b+tch, little baby is whining
murdered her p+ssy i’m doing a crime, man
go to court for a k!lling i ain’t doing time, man
i ain’t no snitch, b+tch, i ain’t gonna lie, man
f+g dissed me on sports wants me as a line+man

[bridge: locked+nkee]
b+tch i’m just going so dumb
i need ’bout half of a mil’ in a month
i need ’bout double that run me the funds
b+tch i’m gon’ double back
and you can trust in that like
you know i already won
like
’cause b+tch i’m the best
like
i might just skeet on her chest
locked+nkee don’t flex
know i’m up next, b+tch
[outro: locked+nkee]
what n+gga?
come one

- queezy_the_gangster lyrics

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